Chapter 151 I Still Like Your Current Handwriting
In "Xia Linxing's" room, Xia Linxing was carefully tearing down Xie Tinglan's poster from the wall.
He planned to tear down all the posters on the poster wall first, and then ask Chen Ma for a box to pack them all up neatly and put them away.
It was at this moment that he heard footsteps coming up the stairs.
"Knock, knock..." There was a knock on the door.
Xia Linxing thought it was Aunt Chen coming up to call for help, so she spoke first: "Aunt Chen, please wait a moment, I'll be right there-"
“Don’t worry…”
A pinched voice came from outside the door. Although Xia Linxing could feel that the other party was trying hard to imitate Chen Ma's voice, he still recognized it as Xie Tinglan's voice at once.
He was speechless for a moment, and when his eyes returned to the poster in his hand, he realized the seriousness of the matter.
"!!!" Xie Tinglan can't be allowed into this room!
Although Xia Linxing didn't know whether Xie Tinglan had seen "Xia Linxing's" room before, at least now, Xia Linxing didn't want Xie Tinglan to see this "pain room" of Xie Tinglan in front of him.
So he quickly jumped off the chair, ready to go out and meet people. However, Xia Linxing forgot that the chair had wheels underneath, so when he jumped down as usual, the chair slid backwards, and Xia Linxing's body tilted in mid-air, and he couldn't control himself and fell forward.
There was a muffled "bang" sound in the room.
"What's wrong?!" Xie Tinglan, who was waiting calmly at the door, heard a loud noise coming from the room. Without waiting for Xia Linxing's answer, he immediately pushed the door open and rushed in.
But after seeing the scene in the room, Xie Tinglan slowly stopped.
A few seconds later, "Poof..."
He covered his mouth and let out a soft laugh.
"I……"
Xia Linxing obviously heard Xie Tinglan's laughter, his face turned red instantly, but he couldn't refute it.
Because, at this moment, he was stuck in the room in a strange posture...
His hands were resting straight on the wall, and his body was stuck diagonally between the wall and the chair, supported only by his hands; his feet were still on the chair, but because the chair had slid away from the wall for a distance, his body was almost at a 45-degree angle to the wall. Xia Linxing had to tiptoe to barely keep his stubborn toes gripping the chair.
So even though he knew that Xie Tinglan was laughing at him, he had to endure it - because he was completely unable to move.
Xie Tinglan laughed enough, then he put away the smile on his face and walked into the room. He did not push Xia Linxing's sliding chair back, but walked to Xia Linxing's side and directly lifted Xia Linxing off the chair by the waist.
With his feet touching the ground again, Xia Linxing secretly moved his stiff soles and then breathed a sigh of relief.
"What were you doing before?" Xie Tinglan leisurely surveyed Xia Linxing's room. His gaze lingered for a few seconds on the empty wall (where the poster had been torn off), and he acted as if something had suddenly dawned on him: "Oh, so you were tearing down my poster?"
Xia Linxing finally reacted and hurriedly tried to cover the poster on the wall to block Xie Tinglan's sight.
Xie Tinglan looked at the busy little fool, but he didn't know what he was busy with, and smiled and shook his head: "What are you still covering up..."
Not to mention that he had already seen everything he should have seen but didn't dare to see since he entered the room, he was also forced to visit this room before under the forced "invitation" of "Xia Linxing".
But at that time, "Xia Linxing" proudly showed him "his" masterpiece, and madly and constantly told him how much "he" loved him.
In particular, "Xia Linxing" would proudly show him those secretly taken photos of "him" - in "Xia Linxing's" view, secretly taken photos were not illegitimate behavior at all, but proof that "he" cared about Xie Tinglan and that "he" loved Xie Tinglan deeply.
"He" would even find other fans to buy other photos of Xie Tinglan and share his privacy with those fans.
So, at that time, when Xie Tinglan, who couldn't break up with his elders because of their relationship, was forced to stand in this room, his heart and eyes were filled with annoyance and disgust.
But now, seeing Xia Linxing standing in the room in a panic and at a loss, Xie Tinglan just thought she was extremely cute.
Sure enough, they are not alone...
So when Xie Tinglan saw Xia Linxing was so embarrassed that he started picking his fingers, he felt both amused and distressed, so he mercifully helped to relieve the embarrassment - he took out two books from the gift bag and placed them on the desk.
"Here..." He pushed the book towards Xia Linxing with his finger, "This is the book Xie Zhenyue borrowed from you before. I'm returning it to you for her..."
Then the actual situation was that the book was indeed borrowed by Xie Zhenyue, but there was no difference between borrowing and giving books between "Xia Linxing" and Xie Zhenyue, and Xie Zhenyue had no intention of returning it; it was Xie Tinglan who used the signature of her favorite artist in exchange for Xie Zhenyue's help in picking out the book with "Xia Linxing's" notes from her.
These two books are the ones in which Xia Linxing wrote the most notes.
Both books were about Tarot and constellation analysis, which Xie Tinglan had no idea about. After getting them, Xie Tinglan flipped through them. They were filled with various analyses by "Xia Linxing" about how "he" and Xie Tinglan were a perfect match.
Xie Tinglan only glanced at it for a few moments before closing the book again with disdain. After all, the only thing he needed was the writing on it.
"Why don't you open it and take a look at it carefully?" Xie Tinglan said in a suggestive tone.
"Huh?" Xia Linxing took the book in confusion.
Wasn't Xie Tinglan... a little too polite? It was just two books; wouldn't he have just left them downstairs, or given them to Aunt Chen and had her bring them up? He actually came upstairs to return them personally, and even let him inspect them in person...
Xia Linxing didn't understand, but Xia Linxing did it.
He opened the book.
"Then you can check it slowly..."
Seeing Xia Linxing start to move, Xie Tinglan raised the corners of his mouth in satisfaction, "Then I won't bother you anymore..."
As he walked out, he left behind a meaningful sentence, "I still like your current handwriting..."
What does it mean? What's the handwriting?
Xia Linxing glanced in the direction Xie Tinglan left with some confusion, and casually opened the book.
The next second, Xia Linxing was struck by lightning.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
